Gray eyes...glistening-
Communicating
Conquests and lovers
Smiling deviously...
Her beauty
Boundless-
Narcissist
Choices she never
Regretted
Personalities
Were never her virtue-
Beautiful women she sought
Exchanging numbers,
Spending afternoons,
Evenings, stroking egos
Spitting out love...
Lust was her forte
I don't agree with Ed. I have gay friends (men and women) and women can be "players" too. In any case, I love your poem and I love the way you share of your "self." Thank you. Love and best wishes from me,
Sounds to be a typical gay relationship, but usually only on the male side...the females usually became lovers for life without any hanky panky on the side...I know this as I used to work as a bouncer in a gay club in Philadelphia & the guys would be in every weekend with a new "lover/boyfriend" but the girls stuck together...some people though are or seem to be addicted to the lust part so more power to them if that is what they want...-e-
Love the "Falling in / Out of love" thought process you have given to this woman who lived for lust and lust only. For many in this world, men and women alike, lust is enough . . . Eh . . . If it makes them happy . . .
A young technician mourns his lover until he meets another man - a man with a secret. But there are other secrets as a jealous ghost returns to protect his turf.
Just a simple gathering of the Gay & Lesbian Activist Association of New Birch and Sipsboror (GLAABS) and we plunge down a hilarious ride to perdition.
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Love Is a Myth
True Love Is Compassion...
Now You Should Turn Walk Away Never Look Back...
Sometimes You Just Do Not Know How
Lucky You Are-Huh!
TRASK...
Ron
Love ya!
Jane